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At age 3, she knew who she wanted to marry. At age 10, she gave away her first kiss. At age 20, she became his personal bodyguard. For her childhood best friend to still run away after all this, what was the point of her learning marital art all these years? The saddest thing to come out of all this was the fact that she was the one feeling burdened all this time… Five years later. “Mommy! How come I am so cute but I do not have a daddy?” “How should I know? Go ask your daddy!” Xia Yuxun watched the newly married couple through the TV screen and answered without looking back. Half an hour later, at the live wedding that was being broadcasted, a crying child was grabbing onto the groom’s leg and screaming “daddy”. The man stared at the miniature version of himself and asked, “Where’s your mommy?” Xia Yuxun, who was watching this live show gulped, “You brat, you are digging your mom a hole!”

I thought I could make my sexless marriage work. Who needs sex when you have love, right? I was wrong, dead wrong. It turned out that my husband was capable of having sex after all. Just not with me. He preferred…my mother. I caught them in bed together. So I thought I should jump off a bridge. I met a stranger there. I gave my first time to him on a whim. After a night of mind-blowing sex, I left his house and thought I’d never see him again. Then I went to my aunt’s engagement party. She paraded her fiancé in front of me. He was the stranger. And he was about to become my uncle.

Season 2 Setelah kedua sahabat terbaiknya hidup dengan bahagia, Bryan Smith mulai memikirkan masa depannya. Ia ingin menikah dan merasakan bahagia seperti yang dirasakan Nona dan Franz. Apakah dia akan berhasil bertemu dengan wanita yag ia cintai? Season 1 Franz Rainer adalah Taipan kaya asal Jerman yang sangat suka berfoya-foya. Dengan kekayaan yang tiada habisnya, ia memiliki hobi buruk yaitu suka bergonta-ganti pasangan. Bukan wanita kelas bawah yang selalu mengejar-ngejarnya. Beberapa anak konglomerat di beberapa negara besar juga kerap mengejar-ngejarnya dan berharap menjadi istrinya. “Aku tidak pernah secandu ini kepada wanita. Kau wanita pertama yang membuat jantungku berdebar cepat. Tubuhmu yang hangat seperti selimut yang sangat lembut.” Nona Anastasya. Wanita karir yang bekerja sebagai Manager di perusahaan yang ada di Indonesia. Baginya, harta bukan hal yang sulit di cari. Tidak dengan cintanya. Wanita itu menikah dan bercerai tepat pada hari pertama pernikahan mereka. Wanita yang benci dengan rasa cinta. Franz dan Nona bertemu di waktu yang sangat indah. Sayangnya, Franz juga harus menghilang. Membuat wanita itu semakin benci dengan pria dan memutuskan untuk tidak mengenal pria lagi. Apakah Franz dan Nona akan bertemu lagi? Apa yang terjadi saat mereka bertemu kembali? Apakah Nona masih memberi kesempatan kepada Franz untuk memperbaiki semuanya?

EXP SECT REBORN!

A struggling head strong young woman seeks to make a name for herself as a photographer in the fashion industry. She's given an opportunity to prove herself by doing a photoshoot for the men's underwear line of a huge fashion empire. Unware that the model she hired through an agency cancel at the last minute, Leah mistakes a gorgeous hunky guy as the model, giving him a pep talk, commenting on his looks and masculine body to the guys amusement. After completing, what Leah considers to be a successful shoot, she wishes the model who introduces himself as Logan Grey, all the best. Packing up, she receives a call from Mrs. Daniels who was happy to hear the shoot was over. Checking her phone at home she saw numerous calls and a message from the modelling agency. She reads a message stating that the model would be unavailable today and to reschedule. What? who was the guy in the shoot? The perfect model! How do I explained this to Mrs. Daniels?

"Forced to Be Yours, Mr. Devil" In the cutthroat world of business, Rudra Singhaniya, a powerful and enigmatic CEO, is known for his cold demeanor and ruthless decisions. But behind the successful facade lies a man burdened by past wounds and a life dictated by duty. Unbeknownst to the world, Rudra enters into a secret marriage with Anaya Malhotra, a young and innocent woman caught in the web of family expectations and societal pressure. Anaya, just twenty years old, finds herself thrust into a life she never imagined. Her marriage to Rudra is shrouded in mystery, known only to a select few, and kept hidden from the prying eyes of the public. While Rudra maintains a cold distance, Anaya struggles to navigate her new reality, torn between the fear of her husband’s icy exterior and the growing confusion of her feelings. As the media frenzy erupts over Rudra’s supposed single status and the shocking revelation of his broken engagement with Nisha Ahuja, the Singhaniya family must navigate the delicate balance of protecting their reputation while managing the fallout. The situation becomes even more complex as it is revealed that Nisha herself is secretly married to another man, Raj Chauhan, adding another layer of scandal to the already chaotic narrative. Within the walls of the Singhaniya estate, family dynamics shift as secrets are unearthed and alliances are tested. Komal Singhaniya, the matriarch, strives to maintain order, insisting that Anaya embrace her new role and move into Rudra’s room—a symbolic step towards accepting her marriage. However, not everyone is on board with this union. Aarav, Rudra’s younger brother, openly rejects the marriage, while Mr. Dev Singhaniya, the family patriarch, and Rudra’s grandmother stand firmly in support of the decision, believing in the strength of family unity. As the couple begins their life together, Anaya and Rudra are forced to confront the reality of their marriage. Sharing a room but not a bed, their interactions are marked by a tense coldness and unspoken emotions. Yet, beneath Rudra’s frosty exterior, there are glimpses of vulnerability and a hidden attraction towards Anaya that he refuses to acknowledge. Anaya, on the other hand, is confused and intimidated by Rudra’s aloofness, yet she finds herself drawn to him in ways she cannot explain. Amidst the turmoil, Anaya must find her footing in a world of power plays and hidden agendas. Will Rudra ever open up to her, or will his dark past keep him locked in a world of solitude? And can Anaya break through the barriers that surround her husband’s heart, or will their marriage remain a hollow contract bound by duty and secrecy? "Forced to Be Yours, Mr. Devil" is a gripping tale of love, power, and the complexities of human relationships. Set against the backdrop of high society and corporate intrigue, it explores the journey of two souls bound by circumstances, yet yearning for something more—a love that can heal old wounds and bring light to even the darkest of hearts.

【I, Shen Miaomiao, was forced to take over a game company at the beginning. 】 Fortunately, the rebate system was awakened in time, as long as the company loses money, the system will compensate with ten times the rebate! Therefore, the goal of this young girl president is to bring down the company! Wealth Freedom! 【I, Gu Sheng, traveled through the opening game and became a game designer. 】 Fortunately, the game treasury system has awakened, as long as it continues to produce popular games, it will be able to ascend to the throne of the king of games! Therefore, the goal of this game director is to become bigger and stronger! Create another glories! … When the rotten president meets the sixth designer, the company’s style of painting gradually abstracts—— “No one plays the mech game you agreed to? What the hell are you doing about Titanfall?” “Is the horror game market poor? What’s your “Escape” situation?” “Is it easy to pay for the second-generation shooting that was agreed? Are you going to remake “Call of Duty”?” Looking at the financial report that was profitable across the board, Shen Miaomiao’s mind was buzzing. She couldn’t lose a penny, so she could only give up her heart! “From now on! Torture the players for me!” She didn’t believe it, she still couldn’t lose the money! Hearing this, Gu Sheng unfolded a stack of plans in his hands: “Look at the boss – black, blood, benevolence, wolf… which one shall we do first?”

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter: CEO material, straight-A student, and the only Summers twin with a functioning frontal lobe. She’s survived nineteen years of sharing air and eyebrow genes with Eva — a walking fire hazard who once tried to toast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the estate ablaze. So when their parents arranged a marriage to Zeke Ford — the kingdom’s favorite golden boy and serial flirt — Ava reluctantly took one for the family. That is, until Eva pulled a fast one: she spiked Ava’s margarita, slid a shady contract under her nose, and next thing you know… Ava’s waking up married to the wrong twin. Enter Zach Ford — the kingdom’s coldest man alive, walking gloom cloud, and accidental husband. He hasn’t cracked a smile since his mysterious fiancée, Orihime, died under suspicious circumstances. The Ford family thought Eva’s chaotic sunshine might fix him. Too bad they accidentally married him to Ava: a neurotic perfectionist who schedules emotional breakdowns like business meetings. Now Ava has to: Pretend she's totally in love with her emotionally constipated husband. Survive polite society, royal gossip, and unwanted foot rub offers from Shen Wang — her rich, clingy, disturbingly hot suitor who thinks “No” is short for “Not yet.” Figure out if Orihime is actually dead… or just hiding better than Zach hides his feelings. It was supposed to be a PR move. Instead, it’s a rom-com with fake love, real secrets, one stolen car, and at least two murder mysteries. With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I Do: A chaotic enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster with tax fraud, unresolved trauma, and a love story that may or may not be court-admissible—because honestly, I am still in shambles on how to finish this novel without breaking me own phone screen or my heart. Let's see HAHAHA

On the night he turned eighteen, a young man stood alone in a vast open field, knowing full well that his miserable existence was finally coming to an end. A life of being an orphan with no family, no friends, and nothing but endless suffering had taught him one brutal truth: if the afterlife didn’t offer reincarnation—real power, a real chance to matter—then his entire existence had been nothing but a cruel, sick joke. Yet, he stood there, finally acknowledged for the first time in his life… and it was by a group of thugs, their silhouettes dark against the sky. “Oh… this better be transmigration worthy.” He muttered with a wild smile. And those were the last words he ever spoke. CRRRRRACK!!!! The sky tore open with a deafening crack. HONKKKK!!!! Loud, distorted horns blared from above as massive trucks plummeted like an apocalyptic hail—rusted metal turcks twisting and free falling through the air. BOOOOM!!! Akasha stood frozen for a split second, his wild smile only widening in pure, absurd delight as one colossal rig hurtled straight toward him. KABOOOOOOOOOM!!! ---- Before he knew it, he drifted through an endless void for what felt like eons… or maybe only a few minutes. It was something he could truly never know as time meant nothing in the lightless abyss between one life and the next. Until a chime... followed by the voice of a beautiful woman shattered the silence. DING! [Hello, Akasha!] ..... DING! [Love, are you there?] .... As Akasha floated there... a presence stirred in the void — one that was beyond ancient, intimate, and bound to the very core of his existence. It was not a system... but an ancient Spirit connected to him, one that had walked with him through his very miserable life, unseen, now finally speaking as if the curtains had been pulled back. In that moment... every truth that haunted him came to light. His life on Earth... it hadn't been a life at all. The last eighteen miserable years of his life had been nothing but an elaborate illusion cast by a Mother he had never once heard of or met. And now, before he was whisked away into true transmigration, the Spirit —the one being connected to this unknown Mother of his — left him with final words. [Love.... you will be able to choose the type of world you are born into, along with your race and all basic info you decide to choose.] [You will also have three divine wishes, capable of granting whatever that you desire to start your life… so use them well. Courtesy of your benevolent Mother, of course.] And that day marked the beginning... The beginning of Akasha’s rise from the ashes, a broken orphan who wore a smile in his final moments, transforming into something beyond definition or understanding. A being shaped not to survive, but to conquer. In a verse where gods, demons, and horrors clash in endless wars across fractured realities, Akasha emerged—not as another desperate soul reborn, but as a presence whose very name made deities and monsters' alike tremble. ---- In the Land of Dreams, a figure knelt on bloodied knees, voice breaking with desperate fear. “L-Lord D-Dream… I wasn’t trying to sneak into D-Dream L…land! I swear—” But the words never had a chance to finish. In that moment, Akasha’s unseen presence appeared.... as though he had always been present. It was beyond heavy and suffocating, making even the very fabric of space warp and splinter. Then from the darkness, his calm yet chilling voice whispered.... “Shhh… Just sleep tight… and don’t let the bed bugs bite.”

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"